Matti quickly agreed.There was now a large platter of fresh pickerel fillets ready for their supper, and Matti and John told the women to sit down and...enjoy themselves for a change. The men were going to prepare supper.“Well, guys, that was a really good supper.” Emily was speaking for herself, but Dawn very quickly added her agreement. All four of them were sitting around the table, fully sated by the meal the men had prepared. A few french fries, one piece of fish, and a small serving of. The light plays across the desert floor as it is carried on the underside of an Apache AH-64A as it flies over toward the facility. It glides effortlessly and nearly silently through the air landing only a minute later on a specially designed platform, high on one of the facility’s dual towers. When the rotors finally die down and come to a stop, the cockpit pops open and the two figures inside are quickly greeted by the facility’s security director. ‘Welcome to True Energy’s Sahara Facility,’. She was moaning deeper and deeper after every lick and her hands pushing my head to go deeper.And just then her phone rang, it was her dad, I tried to get up but then she said shhhh, you better not stop oh yeah, she answered the call, ‘Hey dad I found the phone’ she tried not moan, I decided it to make it more hot, now my lips were smooching her pussy lips, my tongue was going deep inside and my fingers were playing with the top part of her cunt, oh it was an amazing site, while she was talking. So I let them."She glared at me. "You obviously liked Natalie's drawing of you." I nodded. "Did Natalie draw a 'fat girl'?" No," I admitted. "She didn't draw a skinny girl, but she didn't draw a fat girl." Yet, she drew you." Artistic license," I laughed."I know Natalie Weinberg's drawings, so don't try to pull that on me," she scolded. "Natalie draws what is."I thought about that for a minute, and said, "It took my breath away. I looked like a goddess. OK, a slightly rounded goddess. Not fat,.